Gently light the lamp,Gather flowers fragrant,Humbly smear the ground with the holy paste,Softly sweep,Sing the Lord`s Praise,Count the crystal beads,Anoint in many ways,And perform the diverse acts of temple service.

The four stages of attainmentSaloka, Samipa, Sarupa and SayujyaAre in gradation reached from Chariya;The path of Chariya leads to Saloka;And that in turn to SamipaAnd Samipa to Sarupa;And ultimately to Para of Infinite Space (Sayujya) Beyond, which there is state none.

The State of Sarupa is, no doubt, reachedThrough the eight-fold yoga way;But unless it be Sanmarga-in-Yoga,The Sarupa state cannot be;The yoga way but leads to bodily Siddhis diverse;But for the Sarupa state to realize,None these but the pure way of Jnana-in-Yoga.

In the Soul`s Pilgrimage towards GodThe Path of Saivam describes stages four;It is Saivam, when the Self forges a kindred tie with Siva (in Saloka) It is Saivam, when the Soul realizes itself and nears God (in Samipa) It is Saivam, when it leaves Samipya (and reaches Sarupa) It is Saivam when it enjoys the final bliss of Sivananda,The inextricable union in Sayujya.

In the corner dark of the Chamber of Primal StuffThere She was ? the Virgin Lady of Grace;Intent on consorting with the Blind Old Man ? the Soul immortal,She rent his veil of night,Showered full many a favor,Wooed with temptations diverse,And lo! to Her bosom took him,In wedlock holy.

The Six faiths severally congregate,Yet, not one knows the God within;Deep into the pit of illusion, their adherents drop,And fastened hard by familiarity of bondage,They shake and tremble, in vain impotence.

The Heavenly Beings, immortal as the mountain Himalayas,Received the Darshanas that are Six;``We learned them all and attained the Other World``?Thus quote they;But, in sooth,The Primal Lord is in intimacy withinOf those that have Divine Tranquility attained.

He is the Ancient One,He created the beings, of earth and heaven,In days of yore, in Order Divine;The Six Faiths seek the FeetBut of the One Primal Peerless God;And in them all He pervadesIn measure appropriate.

He taught me the meekness of spirit,Infused in me the light of devotion,Granted me the Grace of His Feet;And after interrogation holy, testing me entire,Revealed to me the Real, the Unreal and Real-Unreal;Of a certain is Siva-Guru Lord Himself.

Rise in loving praise of LordAnd having risen, in piety melt for Him;Then the divine Guru comes?He who had scorned Pasa`s fetters?And lays his hand on your head,And lo! in you wells upThe rapturous Grace of His Holy Feet.

Do incessant seek the goal of Sivananda,There the Primordial Pasa enmeshes you not;When it ever envelops you,You but throw your egoism out and stand firm;Yours shall then be the ambrosial bliss eternal.

The heart of the holy trembles not in fear,All passions stilled, it enjoys calm unruffled;Neither is there deathNor pain, nor night nor day,Nor fruits of Karma to experience;That truly is the state of the desire-renounced.